Chapter 2786: The Return of Chaos

Chapter 2786: The Muddled Return

At night, Yu Nü Peak was far from peaceful.

People kept arriving from outside the mountain, and with each arrival came a reincarnated soul—without exaggeration, they were all Tian Mo, making the demonic aura at Yu Nü Peak surge wildly.

The scene was still deeply moving.

The reincarnated souls felt an overwhelming mix of emotions; the world truly had reincarnation, and they had all been reborn as Tian Mo. It felt almost unreal just thinking about it.

They wondered how many beings from the various heavens had fallen to their blades during the Tian Mo Domain invasion. They were both heroes and sinners.

When they looked at Ye Chen, their feelings shifted again. The holy lord of the Heavenly Court had not disappointed the common people; he had slain the great emperor and avenged the heroic spirits.

Ye Chen bowed to everyone present.

No matter who they were, they had all protected his path during that dark era. He was the one who killed the emperor, but it was the ninety million heroic spirits who saved Da Chu.

He felt deeply grateful that this invasion had allowed so many reincarnated souls to be found, enabling them to see their homeland while alive and to reminisce about their past lives.

Drink!

Everyone raised their cups and drank heartily.

If not for over ninety-nine percent of them being in seclusion to heal, Yu Nü Peak would have been even more lively, with even more people rushing over.

Late at night, the reincarnated souls departed—some returned home, some embraced their loved ones, and some caught up with old friends. As they left, many wiped away tears, as if their sorrow would never end.

Ye Chen sat under an old tree, silent.

While some reincarnated souls had been found, others had not—perhaps they were nameless, but they were still heroic spirits who guarded the mountains and rivers. No one knew if they were still alive.

Chu Ling and the others were all there, except for the sleeping Chu Xuan, who sat under the old tree with them. Some healed their wounds, some leaned against each other, and some gazed at the stars, creating a warm scene.

Ye Ling and the others did not dare to disturb them.

The stories of their parents' generation were long and profound. This vast land was shrouded in legendary hues. Those who had not lived through that time could not understand that depth of hardship.

Saint Lord.

The long silence was broken by a call.

The newcomer was the Xing Yue Sheng Nü.

Seeing her, Ye Chen stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with hope.

His hope became reality.

Xing Yue Sheng Nü's eyes were tearful, and she carried a reincarnation—it was his Xing Chen Dao body, his most exceptional one. He had named it Ye Xing Chen.

Ye Xing Chen was brought out, lying still like a statue.

Saint Lord, save him.

Xing Yue Sheng Nü was covered in blood, swaying unsteadily. She had been severely wounded in the recent battles, and even after more than ten days, her face remained pale, with fresh blood occasionally spilling from her mouth and her breath weak and faint.

Chu Ling and the others hurried forward, some offering their essence, some giving pills, and some casting immortal spells to heal Xing Yue Sheng Nü. This foolish girl had a heavily damaged primordial spirit; her injuries were too severe. It was unclear if they came from the Hong Huang or from Ye Xing Chen's reincarnation—she could barely stand.

They were delighted that Ye Xing Chen's reincarnation had been found.

In the past, at that ordinary wedding in the mortal world, they had all been present, witnessing a romance and a tragedy. Ye Xing Chen had been killed by the Zhu Xian Sword, and Xing Yue Sheng Nü had dissolved into the Dao for love.

Now, they could continue their fate.

I will save him.

Ye Chen smiled and cast an immortal spell.

Ugh!

The reincarnated Ye Xing Chen was in more pain than imagined, his face twisted in agony. As the Tian Mo bloodline and memories were erased, veins bulged across his forehead, and his roars and wails continued nonstop.

Ugh!

Once the bloodline and memories were erased, more pain followed.

This time, it was the pain of returning. Stories from his previous life flooded in, etching bit by bit into his divine sea. His blank memories were filled one drop at a time. In his roars, he remembered who he was—Ye Chen's Dao body. His original self had severed him with a blade, granting him freedom, and he had married a Sheng Nü named Xing Er.

In the moment of return, he looked stunned.

The next second, crystalline tears filled his eyes. He knelt with a thud, hugging Ye Chen's legs and crying uncontrollably. This was his home!

Ye Chen helped him up, smiling with a touch of weariness.

His Dao body had not died in the Tian Mo invasion but was destroyed by the Zhu Xian Sword. A pain had tormented him through an entire great cycle of reincarnation, and now it was finally healed.

Just like in the past, Ye Xing Chen and Xing Yue Sheng Nü, like a newlywed couple, bowed deeply to Ye Chen's original self, one on each side.

Ye Chen.

The call was hoarse, coming from outside the mountain.

There, a graceful figure appeared.

It was Qian Shang Yue, the daughter of the Yue Emperor.

Ye Chen's eyes brightened again, his hope reigniting. Could it be that Shen Xuan Feng had also reincarnated? Had he become a Tian Mo and been brought back to his homeland?

No one responded, but the answer was clear.

Qian Shang Yue landed and gently waved her hand.

Indeed, it was Shen Wang Shen Xuan Feng who emerged—the ruthless founder of the assassin dynasty, who had ambushed and assassinated nearly every emperor of Da Chu across generations.

He was the nightmare of emperors, a terror that lingered.

Chu Ling and the others stepped forward, joined by Ye Xing Chen and Xing Yue Sheng Nü. They had both been present when Shen Xuan Feng died in their previous lives, and like Ye Xing Chen, they had been killed by the Zhu Xian Sword.

Ye Xing Chen said nothing, only watching quietly.

Ye Ye Xing Chen, Xing Xing Er, through heaven and earth, eternal and unwavering.

These were Shen Xuan Feng's words to him and Xing Yue Sheng Nü before dying in their previous life—a blessing that echoed in their ears even after a great cycle.

To this day, Ye Xing Chen still did not know Shen Xuan Feng's origins or why he looked exactly like his original self and offered that blessing. He only knew that Shen Xuan Feng gave him a strangely familiar feeling.

Ye Xing Chen did not know, but Ye Chen did.

Speaking of the connection between Ye Xing Chen and Shen Xuan Feng, it was like that between Ye Chen and Hong Chen—that is, Shen Xuan Feng was the future Ye Xing Chen! He had reversed time to come here, just like Hong Chen, but his memories were erased by time, and he was granted a dominant bloodline: the Ji Mie Shen Body.

This secret was known to few.

If not for glimpsing a corner of the future in that secret realm, Ye Chen would not have been certain. Shen Xuan Feng was essentially an experiment by Hong Chen, testing whether one could reverse time to a past era and change the tragic history.

The future Ye Xing Chen had succeeded in reversing time, but unfortunately, he fell into a muddled state because of it and failed to complete the mission his original self had given him.

Hong Chen came after him.

The difference was that Shen Xuan Feng arrived in the Chu Emperor era, while Hong Chen arrived in the Xuan Emperor era. What they shared was that neither completed their mission.

In fact, they had partially succeeded, or there would be no Six Paths. It was just that the hidden threads of history had changed multiple times, throwing everything into chaos.

It will be fine.

Chu Ling smiled and held Qian Shang Yue's hand.

The daughter of the Yue Emperor had tears in her eyes.

Her love story was even more legendary. The peerless Shen Wang had once nearly killed her mother, the Yue Emperor, in some ancient era.

Yet, she had fallen for that supreme assassin. Perhaps at the time, she did not know he was Shen Wang Shen Xuan Feng. It was all a twist of fate.

Whenever the Yue Emperor mentioned Shen Xuan Feng, she would clear her throat awkwardly. If they became family and sat together, would it not be awkward? Would they end up flipping the table?

Ye Chen took a deep breath and raised his hand to cast a spell.

Ugh!

Another painful, hoarse roar.

Shen Xuan Feng's Tian Mo bloodline and memories were completely erased, leaving him like a puppet—expressionless, his eyes vacant, staring at the vast starry sky.

Crack!

Qian Shang Yue could not wait and crushed an immortal stone.

As the memory's immortal light merged in, Shen Xuan Feng roared again.

The Shen Wang also had memories from his past life. When he descended to Da Chu in the past, he was conscious, like Hong Chen before becoming the Yan Huang holy lord. It was only later that he became muddled. No one knew which version Qian Shang Yue had met— the conscious Shen Xuan Feng or the muddled one.

The painful roars soon faded.

Shen Xuan Feng paused, his brows furrowed.

But in just a moment, his clear eyes lost their light, becoming empty and lifeless.

Indeed, he had become muddled again.

How could this be.

Qian Shang Yue choked back sobs, looking at Ye Chen.

Time's backlash.

Time?

Not just Qian Shang Yue, but Chu Ling and the others also frowned.

Ye Chen did not hide it and finally revealed the secret.

For a time, Yu Nü Peak fell silent again.

Seeing everyone's expressions, they were all stunned. This was the first time Ye Chen had spoken about it in detail, the first time he had personally explained Shen Xuan Feng's origins.

After a long while, they snapped out of it.

Then, Qian Shang Yue glanced at Ye Xing Chen, and Chu Ling Er and the others did the same, even the Xing Yue Sheng Nü beside them had a strangely curious look in her eyes.

No wonder.

Ye Xing Chen murmured softly, quietly watching Shen Xuan Feng.

Now, he understood. That blessing from back then was not random; Shen Xuan Feng must have had a moment of clarity.

Since he was clear-headed, he naturally recognized them.

I never imagined Ye Xing Chen was involved too.

Nan Ming Yu Shu sighed. She knew about Hong Chen's Six Paths and Ye Chen's connection, and now there was another. How many people from the future had come through time?

In the silence, Shen Xuan Feng suddenly moved.

Ye Chen reached out and pulled him back from the void. He knew where Shen Xuan Feng was going—to Tian Xuan Gate, to kill Ruo Xi. Without his memories, his mission remained.

To avoid trouble, Ye Chen sealed him.

Can you wake him?

Qian Shang Yue turned her head, her eyes full of hope.

Just play the zither.

Ye Chen waved his hand and handed over an ancient scroll—it was the awakening chapter of the Jiu You Xian Qu. Hong Chen Xue and the others had used this tune to wake Hong Chen, so Qian Shang Yue likely could too, though the music could never stop.

Thank you.

Qian Shang Yue choked up and, taking Shen Xuan Feng, turned and left. From her expression, the Shen Xuan Feng she met back then must have been conscious.

She knew this best.

That year, she had accidentally fallen into a demon lair, and it was the Shen Wang who saved her. Unfortunately, she did not know he was Shen Wang Shen Xuan Feng then, and he did not know she was the daughter of the Yue Emperor. It was all a twist of fate.

Ah!

In the shadows, a sigh seemed to echo.

It was from the Yue Emperor, sighing and shaking her head with a wry smile. Aside from their grudges, just considering seniority—based on the Chu Emperor era—Shen Xuan Feng was many generations above her.

Qian Shang Yue left, and Ye Xing Chen and the others departed too, heading straight to the mortal world, to that small ancient town where they had married.

How wonderful.

Chu Ling smiled lightly, and the other women had a dreamy look in their eyes. In the vast sea of mortals, they were glad to see lovers reunite—a beautiful wish indeed.